It was a warm night and we were both nude, with no sheet. Light from street lights shown in the bedroom window, so it was easy to see each other. I fu...ked her on her hands and knees and she obviously loved every second of it, thrusting her rear back at me and making a sort of whining noise the whole time. I was tired after that. We lay there nude. She put her hand on my rear as we fell asleep.Was I surprised to find myself there in the morning! I wondered what I had gotten myself in for. She. Around 5:00 or so, we got up and grabbed some BBQ (I had the chicken). We ate at a big table by the swimming pool and the conversation turned back to sex at some point (I was pretty drunk, so it might have been me who did the turning... I dunno). Ginger offered up the fact that she was bi, to which I squeaked like a bimbo, "ME TOO!". This drew a huge grin from Matt (no shit, huh?).We finished eating and we all had a cold beer and smoked a joint that Ginger produced from her backpack. We went. I knew I was going to get a good fucking because of all the steps Mike took. The hood that he put on me just had an opening where my mouth was. So I knew I would have this hood on a while. All I wanted was Mikes cock. I could still remember how it felt running that massive cock in my mouth. But why a hood, how many assholes did he expect me to fuck? I was worrying maybe I got myself into something I wasn’t ready for. I am by all means a slut, but the frat party where Mike and I met was the. A month before, we had shagged on the garden bench. That was technically in the back garden, but it was in the shadow of the House.We had also had a shag on the Motorbike, but it was still less obvious that the bench, as it was in the garage. That had been really good fun. She stood on the front foot pegs, held onto the handle bars and had leaned forward as I had got onto the back seat of the bike. When I sat down, her pussy had been straight in front of my face so I had tongue fucked her. Now.